In a vast and endless space, Stands a tree of cosmic grace, Its branches spread so far and wide, A sight that fills the heart with pride.

Mushrooms grow upon its bark, Like stars that twinkle in the dark, Each one a world of its own, A universe yet to be known.

The galaxy swirls around its crown, A spectacle that brings us down, To our knees in pure awe, As we gaze upon this cosmic door.

Oh, Galaxy Mushroom Tree, A wonder of infinity, A symbol of life and mystery, A true marvel of our galaxy.